#8888: John170 -> XLGPx02134

I found this.

My first time on an Apple computer! Today was sort of a lame day at work. Things are pretty much slow right now, almost no calls in the queue, so I decided to think differently and start learning Apple. I installed AOL on this old PowerPC crap box at work when XLGPx02134 decides to chime in. I lost the first few lines unfortunately, because I SUCK at Apple. Somehow I killed the IM, have NO idea what I clicked. The whole operating system makes NO sense whatsoever. Why only one button on the mouse? WTF is “Appletalk?” I’ve been managing networks now for about 5 years, and think the “Chooser” and Appletalk Zones are the most inefficient method of network organization. WOW! OSX has SMB!!! HOLY COW!!

Shit, sorry, I digress. He’s the shithead’s IM.

John170: I’m working right now, but I do enjoy being your focus

XLGPx02134: Say when.

John170: When!

John170: Now what?

XLGPx02134: You wanna kick my a$$, then do it.

John170: I said KISS. I’m into that today.

John170: Is it clean shaven?

XLGPx02134: You are immature .

XLGPx02134: P.S. She called you that first.

XLGPx02134: hOLD

John170: I feel so offended 🙂

XLGPx02134: Offer to go visit her at work.

XLGPx02134: You talk pretending to be me again and i WILL find you.

John170: I put your quote in my profile, I liked it

XLGPx02134: That’s expected.

XLGPx02134: You are either a girl or 18

John170: Oh you did NOT expect that

John170: Come on you sillyhead

XLGPx02134: Fess it up. WHICH chick are you?

John170: I’m yours!

XLGPx02134: Another one who says they are at work but sit here round the tick tock.

XLGPx02134: Live off your girlfriend?

XLGPx02134: Wait. She’s not employed either.

XLGPx02134: Med Leave this month.

John170: No, honest, I’m at work.

John170: I got a phone, a pen, a stapler, and a few puters here.

XLGPx02134: Offer to bring her lunch at work. They never heard of her.

XLGPx02134: Copy boy?

XLGPx02134: You are a PUP, bro.

XLGPx02134: PUP

John170: as in a little doggy?

XLGPx02134: You not embarrassed to talk with all that #$%^ website?

XLGPx02134: Desperado poster child

John170: Not at all, I’m happy with my dysfunctional personality.

XLGPx02134: Shell says this will go on your page. Im flattered dude. Im going to real work now.

XLGPx02134: anything needs to be said, say it to ME tough boy.

John170: I’m still wondering who Shell is. She must be someone very special.

XLGPx02134: I’ll find out which one you are.

XLGPx02134: Thought Linda, but I admit an error

XLGPx02134: Man here.

John170: It takes a man to admit his errors. Bravo!

XLGPx02134: I think your Mommy put Oreos in your lunchbox.

John170: Can we talk again? I like you.

XLGPx02134: Count on it.

XLGPx02134: You are infamous bro.

XLGPx02134: I bet you have a nice figure too like all the fat chicks.

John170: My coworkers are laughing at this. Can I print it out to show others?

XLGPx02134: Good luck finding a nice ‘woman’ here.

XLGPx02134: Coworkers? Nintendo buddies?

XLGPx02134: Seniors out of school already?

John170: They still make Nintendo?? I had one in college. Wow

John170: I had an Atari too

XLGPx02134: Your buddies need to come in and feel manly by harrassing women, too?

John170: The ones online or the ones in jail. Please specify.

XLGPx02134: I use the term ‘manly’ in i’s lightest form..

XLGPx02134: Jail wouldn’t surprise me.

John170: I’m sure you’re well adept at determining masculinity 🙂

XLGPx02134: Let’s meet and see what you say to face.

XLGPx02134: I don’t throw punches unless I need to.

John170: You’re gonna AOLbeatme?

XLGPx02134: Don’t be afraid, my MAN.

XLGPx02134: The more you say, the more you sound like a chick.

XLGPx02134: I bet you sit on a pillow at work.

John170: It’s a comfy chair. Gotta keep my bum bum soft.

XLGPx02134: Keep playing me. Im feeding off of this.

John170: Same here!

John170: As stated earlier, I like you

XLGPx02134: You are ‘immature, but fun’. She was honest there.

XLGPx02134: I know you are a chick.

John170: But thank GOD she has you now.

XLGPx02134: I will say 98% sure.

XLGPx02134: She had me, bro.

John170: How come you call me a chick, and then call me bro shortly after? Just curious.

XLGPx02134: A few of us.

XLGPx02134: Which do you prefer?

John170: Non gender specific. Call me “it”

XLGPx02134: If you are a MAN, I got some advice for you.

John170: I’m ready!

XLGPx02134: I’m man enough to help out the peons here.

XLGPx02134: When you fall for that AOL chick, or possibly ‘man’ in your capacity, hold tight.

XLGPx02134: You’ll need all the help you can get.

John170: And that’s your job, to help!

XLGPx02134: I have a heart for less fortunate

John170: Do you give to charity?

XLGPx02134: Is that your real name?

XLGPx02134: Maybe its Donna.

John170: Could be Sam too.

John170: Or … Pat

XLGPx02134: Go clean your locker.

John170: Can I leave my Erik Estrada pictures in it?

XLGPx02134: Now your making sense.

XLGPx02134: I will let you get back to your nails and hair now.

XLGPx02134: John.

John170: Sorry, busy for a sec. Anything else?

XLGPx02134: Oh yeh. Working.

XLGPx02134: Checks come in this time of the month. Opening an envelope isnt work.

XLGPx02134: Ciao, MANfriend.

John170: Can we talk later??? Please?

John170: I got to get lunch in a bit.

XLGPx02134: Bitter b$tch.

John170: Better or bitter? Pardon?

XLGPx02134: Your maturity shows me that you need the last word.

John170: What time do you have to work today? Can I schedule our next chat?

XLGPx02134: I go in at 3.

John170: Janitor?

John170: A fine profession

XLGPx02134: Keep dreaming and maybe you will be one someday.

John170: I practice cleaning my own urine and feces off the toilet every day.

XLGPx02134: My phone is ringing. You might want to stick around.

John170: Ok, I may be one when you get off of work. Hopefully we can chat then. If not, I’ll sign on again during the day. That ok?

XLGPx02134: Like I said. Time and place.

XLGPx02134: SAy it all to my face

XLGPx02134: We go from there.

John170: Ok. I’ll start practicing my man-kissing then. I cannot wait! You dress like the indian, I’ll be construction guy. Take care 🙂

XLGPx02134: Grow up kid. Or stand by the chicks.

John170: last word byeeeee 🙂 Lunch time

#8887: Foxyla7716 -> John170

I found this.

What did I doooo?  I was just sitting here with my away message on, which says   “My new friend %N is reading my profile!   %N loves me!  (The ‘%n’ substitutes the message with the viewer’s name)   Suddenly, I get attacked.  Here’s how it went …

Foxyla7716:    u wish
John170:    I sooo do
Foxyla7716:    ha
Foxyla7716:    bye

**Here is when I looked at her webpage…  http://hometown.aol.com/foxyla7716/    It’s viewing pretty much determined the course of the rest of the conversation …

John170:    Note: Oil of Olay, works wonders 🙂
Foxyla7716:    comment,,,,go get some and use it
John170:    I don’t have a shrunken apple head 🙂
Foxyla7716:    your so full of it
Foxyla7716:    like i said,,,,you wish !
Foxyla7716:    bye by
John170:    No, really, it’s ok.
John170:    Bye grammy, write soon

#8885: fROY132 -> davepoobond

fROY132: POOOH BALL!

fROY132: holy fuck

davepoobond: waaaaaaaa

fROY132: just kidding

fROY132: lets make love

davepoobond: alright!

davepoobond: love love love

fROY132: love love love

fROY132 love is all you need

fROY132: look i have a penis

fROY132: you’ve got a vagina

fROY132: we’re the perfect pair

fROY132: PERFECT PAIR

davepoobond: love is your air, love is your foodddd, love is your shelterrrr

fROY132: what u talking bout willis?

davepoobond: whatchoo talkin bout willis

davepoobond: you have to have the whatchoo part in it

fROY132: GIVE ME LOVEOVELOVE LOVE CRazy love L

fROY132 signed off at 5:54:39 PM.

Joke #8882

Two guys are bungee-jumping one day.  The first guy says to the second, “You know, we could make a lot of money running our own bungee-jumping service in Mexico.”  The second guy thinks this is a great idea, so the two pool their money and buy everything they’ll need – a tower, an elastic chord, insurance, etc.

They travel to Mexico and begin to set up on the square.  As they are constructing the tower, a crowd begins to assemble.  Slowly, more and more people gather to watch them at work.  The first guy jumps.  He bounces at the end of the chord, but when he comes back up, the second guy notices that he has a few cuts and scratches.  Unfortunately, the second guy isn’t able to catch him, he falls again, bounces and comes back up again.  This time, he is bruised and bleeding.  Again, the second guy misses him.  The first guy falls again and bounces back up.  This time, he comes back pretty messed up, he’s got a couple broken bones and is almost unconscious.  Luckily, the second guy finally catches him this time and says, “what happened? Was the chord too long?” The first guy says, “No, the chord was fine, but what the hell is a piñata?”

#8881: davepoobond -> ManEatingCarrots

davepoobond: hey

ManEatingCarrots: Hiya.

davepoobond: whats up

ManEatingCarrots: Yelling at my boyfriend.

davepoobond: heh

davepoobond: what’d he do

ManEatingCarrots: Made his ex girlfriend grab his dick..

ManEatingCarrots: My best friend..not to mention.

davepoobond: heh

davepoobond: was she his girlfriend when she did it

ManEatingCarrots: NO I WAS!

davepoobond: …you were your brother’s girlfriend?

davepoobond: ohhh you said boyfriend

davepoobond: heh…..heh……..heh…………………….yeap

ManEatingCarrots: Riiiiight

davepoobond: you should dump him and go for the guy that wears tight ass red
jeans

davepoobond: unless he IS the guy that wears tight ass red jeans

ManEatingCarrots: Who wears tight ass red jeans?

davepoobond: there’s this one guy at my school………………he’s pretty
much classified as gay though

davepoobond: his parents dress him

ManEatingCarrots: WTF?!?

ManEatingCarrots: You want me to go out with a fag?

ManEatingCarrots: Oh well… too late.

davepoobond: well fags dont try to pick up on other chicks

davepoobond: just………guys………..

davepoobond: mmh…………….i dont know, whatever

ManEatingCarrots: ::shrugs::

ManEatingCarrots: Bi. Gay. Little diffrence.

davepoobond: did she just grab his shorts or did she reach down his pants

davepoobond: ?

Joke #8876

A guy walks into a restaurant and sits down. A waiter comes next to him and asks him what he will have.

“How much does a beer cost” asked the customer.

The waiter responded: “2 cents”

The guy, quiet frankly surprised, asked: “How much does soup cost?”

The waiter responded: “2 cents”

The guy then asked “How about the steak dinner” “2 cents” was the reply of the waiter.

The guy then asked: “can i speak to the manager?”

The waiter responded: “no he’s upstairs with my wife…”

The guy then asked:  “whats he doin with your wife?”

The waiter then said” The same thing I’m doing with his buisness”

Joke #8875

Upon arriving home, a husband was met at the door by his sobbing wife. Tearfully she explained, “It’s the pharmacist. He insulted me terribly this morning on the phone.”


Immediately the husband drove downtown to confront the pharmacist and demand an apology.

 

Before he could say more than a few words, the druggist told him, “Now, just a minute, please listen to my side of it…

 

This morning the alarm failed to go off, so I was late getting up. I went without breakfast and hurried out to the car, just to realize that I locked the house with both house and car keys inside. I had to break a window to get my keys. Then, driving a little too fast, I got a speeding ticket.

 

Later, about three blocks from the store, I had a flat tire. When I got to the store there was a bunch of people waiting for me to open up. I opened and started waiting on these people, and all the time the darn phone was ringing off the hook.”

 

He continued, “Then I had to break a roll of nickels against the cash register drawer to make change, and they spilled all over the floor. I got down on my hands and knees to pick up the nickels; the phone was still ringing. When I came up I cracked my head on the open cash drawer, which made me stagger back against a showcase with bunch of perfume bottles on it…all of them hit the floor and broke.

 

Meanwhile, the phone is still ringing with no let up, and I finally got to answer it. It was your wife. She wanted to know how to use a rectal thermometer…and, honest mister, all I did was tell her!”